Michael Joseph Carey, known to most as Mike or Bubba, 57, St. Clair, was promoted to heaven from his home Friday, April 26, 2013.
Mike, son of Robert C. Carey and wife Emma J., nee Reed, was born Dec. 24, 1955, in St. Charles. Mike was blessed to have six siblings.
Mike was preceded in death by his father, Robert Carey; one sister, Peggy Carey; one brother-in-law, Tim Bye; and one nephew, Lenny Wright.
He is survived by his mother, Emma J. Carey, St. Clair; siblings, Mary Bye, Cathy Wright, Kelly Luxton and husband Mike, all of St. Clair, Bill Carey and wife Lisa, Warrenton, Pat Carey and wife Pong Sai, Thailand; devoted girlfriend, Mary Etta Lewis, Bourbon; one granddaughter Chaelee Keeney, Union; aunts; very special nieces and nephews; great- nieces; great-nephews; cousins; other relatives and many friends.
Mike was a Christian, having accepted the Lord Jesus Christ as his Savior. Mike grew up in north St. Louis County, moving to Franklin County at the age of 18. He lived most of his adult life in the St. Clair area. He spent most of his life driving a truck to make a living. His true passions were the projects he fabricated of metal in his shop. Mike really enjoyed creating projects and inventions of all shapes, sizes and purposes. Hunting, fishing and gardening were other favorite pastimes. He was happiest when he was spending time with his family and truly enjoyed coaching his nephew in wrestling.
To continue his battle against male breast cancer, Mike donated his body to Washington University for medical research.
A memorial service will be held at 11 a.m. Saturday, May 18, at Liberty Baptist Church, St. Clair, with the Rev. Wyatt Otten officiating.
Memorials may be made to Siteman Cancer Center or to the American Cancer Society .
Published in The Missourian on May 15, 2013
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Alan Arrow
While Mike was with us he would joke about being reunited in Heaven with the fingers he lost in an accident while a student in the Auto Mechanics class at Tech. I remember the day the engine he was installing in his van fell on his hand seperating several fingers from one hand. After he recovered Mike would always joke about the loss by sticking the stubb of a lost finger into his ear as if the finger was burried deep inside his head. Miss you buddy, and I'm sure you found those fingers along with a crown in Heaven.